Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

Facing the malice of an entire underground space, no matter whether Zhongli used all his strength or not, at least in terms of the visual impact, it was still extremely shocking.

The shield surrounding him was like the strongest barrier in the world. Without saying much, the man led the boy to the upper level. The spear pointed with a steady and powerful force, stirring up elemental force in the wind that was enough to crush the air.

Even the dragon lizards that were roaring angrily and rushing towards them had to dodge and make way for a direct passage that was large enough for the two of them to pass through.

From time to time, Liufeng Qiuye would strike out to assist Zhongli, and Fengyuan Manye would follow closely behind him, staring at the back that should have been as gentle and elegant as the rumors said, and only felt his full power and strength as solid as a rock.

This is the person who can walk side by side with the gods?

In terms of momentum, it was indeed unique. It seemed that just by raising his hand, he could move mountains and fill the sea, and the stars in the sky would fall to the ground. Even when he looked down at the ferocious enemies, his golden eyes were full of the oppression and calmness that were born with a high position.

In terms of temperament, he was definitely not an ordinary person. His expression, which was a mixture of profoundness and indifference, murderousness and warmth, arrogance and humility, somehow, in some unintentional moments, was extremely similar to Shen Qianluo.

It seems that there are always endless similarities between them.

...So is Mr. Zhongli really an ordinary human being?

Fengyuan Manye finally revealed a subtle expression, but he didn't dare to speak out. The trip to Yuanxia Palace seemed to have made him accidentally know many strange secrets...

After all, no matter how you look at it... Zhongli has retained his strength now. He is not like the ordinary human with the Eye of God as rumored, right? !

Therefore, at this moment, the only thing to worry about seems to be Shen Qianluo's safety.

"The dragon lizards' riot is definitely not a normal phenomenon, but if all this is driven by the White Night God... I don't think he has the strength to command the dragon bloodline. And in the Abyss Palace, I can always feel a cold and powerful aura... The current situation seems to be getting stronger and stronger."

On the way forward, he had already briefly summarized his various encounters with Shen Qianluo to Zhongli. He noticed that the latter nodded slightly, and the Tianxing floating beside him attacked violently, and inserted the spear into the ground as the core of the formation. A solid shield unfolded around the two of them in the next second.

"I have a general understanding of the situation. The aura has been cut off in this area. It is obvious that Qianluo has intentionally hidden his whereabouts. We must find him as soon as possible. I'll leave the defense to you, Fengyuan."

As soon as the words fell, the powerful rock elemental force extended outward with the god as the core. Zhongli frowned slightly, and really could not sense any trace of Shen Qianluo's existence. An increasingly ominous premonition was spreading in his heart.

Fengyuan Manye was right. He also clearly sensed the terrifying existence lurking deep in the Yuanxia Palace. But since the dragon lizards rioted, the chaotic aura provided the best cover for the young man.

The Rock Demon Morax is extremely powerful and is good at fighting and opening shields, but when it comes to finding someone, he is still at a slight disadvantage.

Shen Qianluo shook him and Fengyuan Manye off, and now he only has the wind elf to protect him. What will happen if he gets hurt?

Furthermore, what is the significance of leaving the wind elf alone and refusing to meet his lover?

Why did he deliberately avoid him? What kind of things did he have to face that he couldn't face together with him? Was he going to throw him away and leave him alone to search and wait? ...

Mr. Zhongli, who wished he could catch the disobedient boy in his arms and not let him run around, still made up his mind to cut the large size, but when he heard Fengyuan Manye's surprised voice beside him, he immediately raised his eyes and glanced sideways.

"Mr. Zhongli! If I remember correctly, this is the wind elf following Qianluo. Qianluo..."

Zhongli met the eyes of the wind elf who was rushing towards him anxiously, flapping its wings and gesticulating in panic. He was stunned for a moment, as if he understood some kind of message conveyed by the other party. His pupils shrank slightly at this moment, and his low aura had solidified to a terrifying point.

"You mean, you were also left behind by Qian Luo. But you could vaguely sense the direction he was heading in... which was the unknown powerful aura in the deepest part of Yuanxia Palace?"

The god finally sighed very lightly, closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, a solemn and murderous look appeared on his handsome face again after a long absence.

"The Abyss is the source of the sea where the war between Heaven and Dragon occurred. I have no intention of offending the one hiding there, but if he dares to attack Qian Luo... I will not let him off easily."

"Mr. Zhongli...?" At this moment of daze, thousands of words froze in his throat, but unfortunately Fengyuan Manye did not finish his words, and his vision suddenly returned to the calm darkness.

Before the wind elf took him over steadily and he fell into coma, the boy couldn't help but think of this.

Sure enough, in this abyss where the true colors have been cleansed, it is ultimately a game that belongs to the gods...

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Across an entire altar and space from the noisy outside world, the young man stood silently, with his back to the mocking gaze of the God of White Night, and still chuckled.

"How strange. Questioning the gods is the reason you have the capital and confidence to confront me?"

He raised his hand and lowered the hood on his head. A few strands of soft silver hair fell down along the boy's chest. "Then do you know that never guessing the thoughts of God without authorization is the survival rule for you to survive to the end?"

Wuyan narrowed his eyes to reveal a fox-like viciousness, and Xiaodai snorted coldly.

"Are you trying to avoid my question by changing the subject? Gods today don't even have the courage to admit that they are down and out. How does it feel to fall from the high clouds to the lowly ground, noble God?"

"I hate the words you choose. I also refuse to acknowledge the essential entanglement between you and me." Whispering strange words inexplicably, the young man took a step forward, walking towards the space gap in the middle of the altar step by step.

"Leaving me and wandering underground without permission is the first, planning boring games without permission is the second, and questioning the power of God in person is the third. Xiaodai, as a god born because of me, you have three unforgivable sins--"

The hair all over his body exploded, and Xiao Dai was furious in a second: "If you don't want to admit it, then don't admit it! Humph, I am the White Night God of the Abyss, and I also refuse to acknowledge your godhood! Humph, you have to repeat this twice before you are happy, right!?"

The corners of his mouth seemed to be raised silently, and his white fingertips touched the shaking water waves of the barrier. In the sudden dazzling moment, the young man's thin and tall body welcomed the malicious gaze of the White Night God behind him and the dazzling bright light.

"So this time, I am not negotiating with you, the God who is inextricably linked to me."

"I came here to kill you and take back my long-lost artifact, the bamboo flute."

"No... Boss, you actually lost."

He paused when he heard that. Just before his fingertips touched the bamboo flute he hadn't heard for a long time, the boy suddenly raised his eyes and focused on the content of the last diary that appeared, and finally showed a surprised expression. In the blurred light spot in front of his eyes that quickly turned black like ink, it was the last advice from the Umiji Omikami written in black and white.

——"I gazed at the light of the white night and chose death."

"…It's a dragon."

"You fell into the trap after all! Thousands of years, I have waited for thousands of years! The most supreme and noble God of the sky, the strongest person under the law of nature, the slayer of the dragon clan - after thousands of years, the betrayer should finally pay the price he deserves!!"

Immediately afterwards, whistling wings tore through the air, and the howling wind accompanied by the Dragon King's angry and high-volume roar stirred up the breath of the abyss like a black tide in the silver-white Abyss Palace.

The black dragon hovering in the sky blocked out the sun. The young man raised his hand to half-block the strong wind and power that was blowing in his face. He squinted his eyes slightly, looking up at the furious Dragon King above his head with a serene expression.

The ends of his hair and clothes fluttered in the hurricane, and he temporarily ignored the White Night God's escape, sighing with a heavy heart. His eyes, which accidentally revealed a shadow, were clear, shimmering with the golden luster that symbolized the noble god of the sky.

"Of course, the evil deeds committed by the so-called God of the White Night hidden behind the scenes were all instigated by the dragon."